Even on Thursday, an evening when she and the kids stayed home, she managed to get laid. When she got home, it was simply her and Billy, who had promp...tly asked his mother if they could fuck again. She had warned him that they would have to be fast and stop as soon as they heard the girls come in, then had taken his hand and pulled him into her bedroom. They had stripped off their clothing and she had knelt on her bed, allowing her son to fuck her doggy style. That had been so good, that she had. “Good. Now let’s get this on you.” She looked down at my fully erect,seven-inch cock and said, “We’ve got to get that down.”I suggested a nice, long fuck, but she had other plans. She left the room for what seemed like tenminutes. My mind wandered off to sports and my dick shrank.Kate walked back in the bedroom carrying a bowl of ice and a washcloth. She sat down next to me,looked me dead in the eye, grabbed my cock and shoved the bowl of ice under it. She dipped mycock and balls into the ice. I owe you,” she reiterated as she stepped outside.“I’ll make you pay,” I threatened with a grin. “Drive safely.”The next three days were confusing. Two teenage girls make a lot of noise but suddenly go silent. The silences worried me the most. What were they up to? Why did some of their conversations need to be conducted in whispers and giggles?Jasmin was a shy girl. Every time she was in my presence, she seemed to hang back. She was polite enough, but subdued. Slightly taller than Sia, with. She felt likeshe was losing another friend. The good news however was over the next fewdays Samantha luckily was there to pick up the slack. She was so in lovethat it helped to keep her occupied and softened the loss for her.It also put a dent in our relationship I don't think she did it purposely,but subconsciously she blamed me, or at least held me partiallyresponsible for Alex not being around.It was time though to start working on the finer points for therestaurant. Step one was a menu. I.